"I believe in three tenets of battle: firepower, firepower, and more firepower. Should the Omnissiah have wished otherwise, he would not have provided me with such a mighty tool as the Razorback. I long for the day in which my entire Chapter can ride to war in transports such as these, vehicles whose rage can be given voice through their sanctified armament."

"Krukfang pushed the control stick forward and steered Deffblasta down into a straffing[sic] run. The words of Gobstikk came back to him from when the Mekaniak had been teaching the young Krukfang how to fly. Long, uncontrolled bursts, the clever Mek had taught him..."

1: The number of shots that hit when you autofire is (Margin of Success/Recoil). Recoil 0 would mean that INFINITY SHOTS hit each time. Is dat enuff dakka? 2: Never enuff DAKKA. 3: Of course, the maximum number of hits can't exceed the number you fired. This is GURPS, we're not retards. But any grot firin' less den 'finity shotz is mukkin about!

"Of all the weapons in the vast Soviet arsenal, nothing was more profitable than Avtomat Kalashnikova model of 1947. More commonly known as the AK-47, or Kalashnikov. It's the world's most popular assault rifle. A weapon all fighters love. An elegantly simple 9 pound amalgamation of forged steel and plywood. It doesn't break, jam, or overheat. It'll shoot whether it's covered in mud or filled with sand. It's so easy, even a child can use it; and they do. The Soviets put the gun on a coin. Mozambique put it on their flag. Since the end of the Cold War, the Kalashnikov has become the Russian people's greatest export. After that comes vodka, caviar, and suicidal novelists. One thing is for sure, no one was lining up to buy their cars."

"Each of us six officers had a shotgun and an automatic rifle and pistols. We opened fire with the automatic rifles. They were emptied before the car got even with us. Then we used shotguns... There was smoke coming from the car, and it looked like it was on fire. After shooting the shotguns, we emptied the pistols at the car, which had passed us and ran into a ditch about 50 yards on down the road. It almost turned over. We kept shooting at the car even after it stopped. We weren't taking any chances."

"Now ladies and gentlemen do you see this gun? It fires 750 rounds of 9mm ammunition per minute. In other words if all of you simultaneously were to rush me, not a single one of you would get any closer than you are now."

"Unnecessary Statement: He has obtained the access to the munitions area. Rhetorical Query: But that makes no sense. He's already fully armed. "Mocking Statement: Fully armed? One can never'' be armed enough."

Battalion orders were brief and clear: "Paste hell out of the bastards."Again next night the lone Itie was on the prowl. In obedience to orders, every machine gun and rifle in the vicinity opened up at him, with an enthusiasm that can be judged by next day's amendment: "The order to paste hell out of the bastards must not be interpreted as justifying uncontrolled fire."

— Official History, New Zealand 18th Battalion and Armoured Regiment

Raxil: Two guns? You brought just two guns? I mean — I thought you were the Great Crichton & D'Argo![brief clip of D'Argo and John high-fiving each other on Moya] I mean, you blew up a shadow depository! I mean, I thought you'd bring pelshfer charges! [clip of detonation in space that looks like a small sun] And a plasma bomb! [clip of the explosion that obliterated Scorpius' Gammak Base] And a really big gunship! [clip of nothing less than a Peacekeeper Command Carrier complete with its cloud of small fighter craft.] BUT NO! YOU BRING NOTHING! YOU BRING 2 LITTLE WEAPONS THAT WOULDN'T KILL A NEGNIK! [clip of a negnik]

Trained troops would fire short bursts so that they could ‘track’ their firing onto the target before unleashing a full burst for maximum effect. This conserves ammunition and reduces the chances of weapon jams, both completely boring and pointless considerations to an Ork. Orks simply point their weapons in vaguely the right direction and let rip with everything they’ve got!

''At the point in time when bullets can pass through the inter-dimensional walls when fire-power takes up the entirety and eternity of space and time all being stuck in a never-ending life and death cycle as bullets recover and destroy their bodies in quick succession, no-one able to think about anything but the sheer force of the bullets rapidly flying literally everywhere in the materium, turning the Warp itself into nothing but a sea of semi-automatic weaponry. Then, there will be enough dakka. Or, at least, almost."

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